There is a forthcoming book called Bonjour Kale. An American woman moved to Paris, and was absolutely shocked to find that the French didn’t have kale anywhere, or cook with it. So she launched a campaign to bring kale to Paris. I read the description of this book on Edelweiss and really wanted it to be a romance novel. But it’s a memoir, of a thing a woman actually did, and what happened afterward. That might be even weirder than a romance novel with the same premise. Kale’s publicist must weep for joy at moments like this. I want the cover of this book on a t-shirt.